The Devil's Wife, I Just Want to Survive

Above the sea of ​​clouds, a brown wooden boat several dozen meters long passed through the clouds.

On the boat, dozens of people were either meditating or standing.

On one side of the wooden boat, a lonely and cold back was facing the sea of ​​clouds outside the boat. Beside him, a beautiful and sweet female cultivator was holding his arm.

"If you dare to move your arm again, this village chief will cripple you!"

The sweet-looking 'Rui Nianyan' sent a message to the lonely and cold 'Zhang Hongbo'.

Wang Que smiled bitterly when he heard the message. His arm was held in Mo Lingqing's arms. Even if he didn't move, his elbow would be against Mo Lingqing's chest.

"Village chief, this is not something I can control. You are holding my arm, and the boat will occasionally shake. How can you let me stay still?"

Mo Lingqing didn't say anything. After all, she had to act completely. In order to let Xu Guangzhen and others show her the way to Huangfeng Palace, she could only pretend like this...

Although she wanted to kill Xu Guangzhen, for the sake of the big plan, Xu Guangzhen couldn't die now.

She had heard of the Huangfeng Hall in the cave realm. It was said that the opportunities there were great fortunes for Yuandan realm!

But it was not so easy to enter the Huangfeng Hall, let alone to seize treasures from a group of Yuandan realm masters.

At present, there were eleven people from the Tianzhu Sect on this ship, and these ten people naturally included Wang Que and Mo Lingqing.

Among these eleven people, Xu Guangzhen was in the late Yuandan stage, Lin Yeyu was in the middle Yuandan stage, the old woman Zheng Changlao was in the early Yuandan stage, and the other six disciples were basically in the Lingtai realm.

There were nine people from the Dapan Sect, and only Liu Hongjin was in the late Yuandan stage, and the remaining eight disciples were all in the Lingtai and foundation building stages.

However, Liu Hongjin also brought three people from the Sandalwood Clan, namely Sandalwood Yunyue, Sandalwood Jingkong and Sandalwood Hongliang.

There were only nine people from the Liangshan Qi Sect, and the leader was only Zhang Qiulin, who was in the late Yuandan stage, and the remaining nine disciples were all in the Lingtai realm.

In addition to them, there is also an old man with a sword on his back who has no sect or faction and has never said a word from beginning to end.

This person's name is not yet known, but judging from the attitude of Xu Guangzhen and others towards him, the strength of this old man with a sword on his back may be the strongest among them!

At this moment, the wooden boat is heading towards the Huangfeng Palace at full speed.

"Hello, my name is Chantan Yunyue, and my sister's name is Rui Nianyan, right?"

On the side of the boat, Chantan Yunyue, wearing a light blue cloud robe, looked at Wang Que and Mo Lingqing. Behind her were his uncle Chantan Jingkong and his brother Chantan Hongliang.

Wang Que pretended to be indifferent and glanced at Chantan Yunyue, then retracted his gaze and said in his heart: "As expected of a female cultivator with high cultivation, each one is more beautiful than the other. This Chantan Yunyue looks like a fairy."

Mo Lingqing is much more enthusiastic. After all, her current personality is the sweet girl Rui Nianyan.

"Sister Yuanyue is too polite. You can call me Nianyan or Junior Sister Nianyan."

Wang Que glanced at the smiling Mo Lingqing from the corner of his eye, secretly complaining that she was really pretending. How could the Blood Witch be so gentle and lovely on weekdays...

The breeze blew by, and Chantan Yunyue lifted a strand of her hair and put it behind her ear: "Senior Sister Nianyan is too polite. Yunyue is only in the initial stage of foundation building and just entered the inner gate of Dapan Sect this year."

"And Senior Sister Nianyan is already in the initial stage of spiritual platform. It is in accordance with the etiquette of cultivation for Yunyue to call you Senior Sister."

Mo Lingqing smiled sweetly: "Then what does Junior Sister Yunyue want to see us for?"

Chantan Yunyue smiled: "Nothing, just want to come and get to know each other, after all, we will enter Huangfeng Hall together later."

"Senior Sister Nianyan, I heard that Huangfeng Hall is extremely scary, and there are many people in it. There are many monsters and they are endless to kill. Looking at this group of people, it seems that my cultivation is the lowest. "

Mo Lingqing looked at Chantan Jingkong behind her: "Although Junior Sister Yunyue's cultivation is only in the early stage of foundation building, there is a senior in the Yuandan realm behind Junior Sister. The senior is also from your Chantan clan, right?"

Chantan Yunyue showed a bitter smile on her beautiful face: "This is my uncle. She just protects me from death. As for the rest, I have to fight for it myself, but my cultivation in the early stage of foundation building..."

Mo Lingqing blinked cutely: "Junior Sister Yunyue, your uncle protects you from death. With your uncle protecting you, you can keep dying to fight for opportunities, right?"

"Anyway, no matter how you die, your uncle will protect you."

Chantan Yunyue was stunned, and Chantan Jingkong behind her turned black.

Then, Chantan Yunyue covered her mouth and chuckled: "Junior Sister Nianyan is so smart, I didn't expect this, Uncle Kong, you will protect me from death, right?"

Chantan Jingkong nodded with a dark face: "Yue'er, I am only protecting you from death, but you can't really keep dying. The Huangfeng Palace is extremely dangerous. I have been there before. I could only enter the third level in the foundation-building stage!"

Mo Lingqing's heart moved and he asked, his faceA sweet smile spread out on the top: "Senior, you could only enter the third level when you built your foundation a hundred years ago. How many levels can you enter in the Yuandan realm now?"

Zhandan Jingkong did not keep the suspense. After a moment of silence, he said directly: "With the strength of the Yuandan realm, it is estimated that you can enter the seventh or even the eighth level."

"The Yellow Maple Palace is extremely mysterious. The first to third levels correspond to the Lingtai, the fourth to sixth levels correspond to the Yuandan, and the seventh to ninth levels correspond to the Renqiao realm, one of the three bridge-stepping realms."

"A Yuandan late stage with strong personal strength has a chance to break into the seventh level. If the Yuandan late stage joins forces, the eighth level is not impossible. As for the final ninth level... I personally think that the Yuandan late stage cannot enter it!"

Mo Lingqing was shocked and continued sweetly "Senior, do you think there is any chance or fortune on the ninth floor?"

Zhandan Jingkong shook his head: "I can't guess, after all, no one has been able to enter. A few hundred years ago, a team went in once, but they were wiped out before they even touched the entrance to the ninth floor."

"Since then, no Yuandan realm wants to risk their lives to attack the ninth floor."

"So that's it." Mo Lingqing nodded thoughtfully, and the next moment she reacted and immediately looked up and smiled sweetly: "Thank you, senior."

Zhandan Jingkong smiled slightly: "You're welcome, it's just some news, and it's unknown whether the Huangfeng Palace has changed after a hundred years."

The wooden boat continued to move forward, and soon three days passed.

In the center of the cave world, a golden light column penetrated the sky and the earth. The light column was about hundreds of meters thick, and the sparse golden red maple leaves around it rotated upwards, which was extremely magical.

Below the light column, a square and majestic palace stood tall, and the hundreds of meters thick golden light column was just a ball above the central hall!

On the wooden boat, Wang Que was shocked by the endless palaces below. It was the first time he had ever seen such a magnificent scene.

Following the beam of light, he saw the clouds slowly rotating above the sky, and thunder surging between the clouds. Wang Que was shocked and almost vomited blood at a glance!

He lowered his head and suppressed the surging blood, and at the same time, he was horrified by the divine power above the sky!

"Is this... Huangfeng Palace!"

"Really, it's so terrifying!"